90,000 Years of Longevity

In a room.

"Sir, although the conditions you mentioned just now are very in line with the interests of our Area 51 and even most citizens, they are not suitable for Ye Bei!" Next to him, a technician with a good IQ reminded the old man in a low voice.

And this time, the old man had also realized the problem.

"Whether the world is destroyed or not, what does it have to do with me?" Ye Bei's words kept echoing in his mind.

"Damn! What's the matter with me? Regarding what I said just now, I felt that my whole person became devilish, I directly said what I wanted to say in my heart, completely out of control..."

After being frozen for a long time, the old man slapped his thigh fiercely, turned off the microphone, and felt very weird.

After a few more seconds, the old man came back to his senses a little bit.

"I see!" First, he said a little to the technician, then narrowed his eyes, and muttered, "It seems that this negotiation has failed very much. Should we continue talking with him?"

While thinking about this, the sky over Boston finally calmed down.

But everything that happened here also spread all over the world immediately.

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China.

In the lobby of a luxurious villa.

Cheng Shou sat in front of several computers, his eyes cold, his whole person released a terrible killing intent.

"The courage of the Area 51 is so bold. You even dare to threaten the Old Master... and the people in the United States are also very ignorant, completely unaware of who they are facing… The movement is too loud and noisy; I now want to arrange people to get rid of all those idiots."

After a while, he began to quickly tap the keyboard again.

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In the red house.

"It seems that those people are too arrogant and self-confident. Everyone, what do you think of this matter?" The president glanced at the old people beside him and questioned.

"If you put it in the past, I definitely think this is a good thing. The United States has caused a big trouble for itself. At the same time, this is also the best opportunity for our Chinese nation to rise! But now, it doesn't make any sense anymore. The stronger Mr. Ye Bei is, the more absolute one thing is!" Not far from him, a wise looking old man spoke slowly.

"What is the matter?"

"Didn't Mr. Ye Bei say that before? This era is about to end." The wise old man continued. His fists shook lightly at the same time, "The stronger Mr. Ye Bei is, the more I can be sure that this matter is true. Since the era is about to be destroyed, at this time, even if we surpass the United States and becomes the world's number one, what about it?"

"I see."

The atmosphere became a little silent.

"Let's take one step at a time, let's not discuss this matter for now."

After a long time, the president sitting on the main seat slowly spoke with complicated thoughts.

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In addition to these national forces, when the events in Boston came out, the heads of the major families were also paying close attention at this time.

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"It seems that the United States is going to be in a big trouble! Area 51 is simply too ignorant, they don't know the strength of Master and the layout of Master in this world at all."

"As long as Master is willing, a single thought can make them disappear."

In a luxurious room in China, Zheng Mingda, the head of the Zheng Family, watched the latest news, his eyes narrowed slightly and his voice was cold.

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"Should I do it? However, due to the character of Master, if I act without his orders, I will definitely make him unhappy. However, if I continue to look at it, something is not right." By the side of a certain pool, an old man was holding fish foods as he gently sprinkled it into the pool at the same time.

"I can use some power secretly to help Master build momentum, this shouldn't be a problem."

As a handful of fish food was thrown out, the old man continued.

This old man named Xu Moran of the Xu Family, was one of the biggest controllers behind the entire world's entertainment industry.

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"A group of worldly idiots, they don't know that as long as Master is willing, any country can be reduced to nothingness!" In the office of a pharmaceutical group, Yang Zhengyuan said with a sullen face and indifferent tone.

"There is no need for anyone else to do it. I alone can bring the entire U.S. pharmaceutical industry to a standstill and fall into chaos."

Speaking of this, between Yang Zhengyuan's eyebrows, confident was visible to the extreme.

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All major countries and major forces were all paying attention and discussing.

This time, in the sky over Boston, that flying ship was still very calm as if everyone on it didn't pay any attention to the general situation of the outside world the slightest.

When the gray-haired old man's voice disappeared for a while, Wang An couldn't sit still.

"Master, the people in Area 51 of the United States are really too arrogant. Although this old servant knows that you never put them in your eyes, you can't let them say that, right? Master, how about you let me think of a way to teach them a lesson?"

Wang An gritted his teeth and said this carefully.

Five other foreigners were also here.

After hearing Wang An's voice, the eyes of the five people shone slightly. Then it was not known where their courage came from as at this moment, they stepped forward one after another.

"Yeah, Area 51 is too arrogant, they really take themselves too seriously. Mr. Ye Bei, and Old Immortal, we know the location of Area 51, maybe they can't be destroyed, but we can at least teach them a little lesson, it is very easy to kill a few people." The long-haired male foreigner stood up and said in a deep voice.

"Yeah! Mr. Ye Bei, the responsibility for the establishment of the Black Wolf Killer Organization is to serve you. Since they dare to mess around this time, we will retaliate in your place. This is very normal." The short-haired foreigner added.

"I am coming too."

"And me too."

"The one who spoke just now should be the chief of Area 51. Maybe we can't kill him, but we can still find his relatives and even distant relatives."

The other three people also spoke up one after another.

And while they were talking, because the ship had always been monitored by sound waves, these voices were clearly heard by the white-haired old man.